The Lost Kiss ~COMPLETE~

Niall and Lily have been best friends since they were in Kindergarten. Freshman homecoming came around, and Niall asked Lily if she would be his date but go as friends. They had an awesome time, and after, Niall and Lily went to take a walk at a park. Lily's family was moving to Texas later that week for her parent's work, and she wanted to tell Niall something before she left. After she tells him, she runs away from him embarrassed and scared on what he will say. What happens when Niall and Lily meet 3 years later?

28. Worried

Niall's POV

I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and walked to the dressing room. I sat by Liam on the couch and took out my phone. No text from Lily. I texted her quickly, hoping she's okay, but looking at the time, I doubt she'll reply. She's probably sleeping. My leg started bouncing up and down, thinking of all the things that could've happen. Everything will be okay. Mrs. Emma didn't call, so she didn't die. It was just a dream, it was just a dream. I kept repeating it to myself so I could believe it, but I didn't. I couldn't believe it. Something made me not believe myself.

"Niall, you okay mate? You don't seem okay." Harry took a drink out of his water bottle and sat across from us. Liam looked over his laptop.

I shrugged and nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Harry smirked, "You don't look fine from here."

"What's happening, Niall?" Liam shut his laptop and turned to me.

"Nothing," I blurted.

"Niall," Harry warned, "you can tell us everything you know."

I sighed and gave in. I told them all about the dream an how it was at Charleston, and how I got the call from Mrs. Emma. I told them I texted Lily to see if she was fine, but she wouldn't respond because she's most likely sleeping.

"Hey, it'll be alright. It was just a dream, and you didn't get the call. Nothing to worry about." Liam patted my back.

I faked a smile, "Yeah, everything's fine. Nothing to worry about."

I couldn't sleep at all. I kept tossing and turning. I got up and walked to the fridge and grabbed some water. I opened the counter and found a bag of chips. Food helps with everything, but why can't it help me sleep? I grabbed my laptop and went on twitter, burning time. After an hour or so, I shut it down, attempting to fall asleep now. I checked my phone numerous times to see if Mrs. Emma or Lily was calling me or texting me. Nope, not even once. I sighed and put my phone away.

The phone was quiet for a few minutes. "Mrs. Emma? Is everything okay?"

"Niall," she cried on the phone, "I don't know if everything's okay. The doctors said the fever isn't good."

I stood up, walking around, kicking the clothes around the floor. Not handling anything she was telling me.

"She got it early this morning, and when Brielle went to give Lily her breakfast, she was still sleeping and not waking up. It's just a fever they say. But Niall, I'm scared that I'm going to lose her."

"I'm coming okay? I'll be there soon, hopefully," I choked out of my mouth.

"Niall-" she sniffed.

"No, I need to be there, Lily understands; she told me. And she promised me she won't die. So everything is going to be okay."

She sighed, "She promised you?"

"Yeah, she did. How's Lily right now?"

"She's sleeping right now. She's been for a almost two hours. But the doctor said it was good for her to rest."

"Oh, okay."

"I have to go, Niall. See you soon."

"Bye, Mrs. Emma."

I immediately hung up and run to the hotel room's kitchen. It was small, I say, really small. "Where's Paul?" I frantically asked the boys, who were all sprawled out on the couch, watching TV.

"I don't know, why?" Louis looked up. "Never mind, I'll find him." I walked out of the hotel room and ran to the room next to it. I knocked quickly, "Paul, are you there? Paul!"

The door opened a minute later. "Niall, is everything okay? What happened?"

"Paul, please let me go to Lily. Her mom just called and, and she's not doing well, and her mom is scared, and I need to be there Paul. I'm scared too," I cried.

Paul stood there for a minute and took in all the information. He nodded, "I'll find you the first ticket available to Houston."

"Thank you, Paul, thank you!" I hugged him quickly before running back into the room. I throw in random clothes in the suitcase with all the other stuff I need. "Niall?" Zayn walked in as I threw . "You okay, mate? What's going on?"

I sat on the bed and looked on the floor.

"I don't know, Zayn. Lily's getting worse. I called her mom and she told me that Lily has a fever, and the doctors don't know. I'm scared, Zayn. I'm scared I'm going to lose her."

He walked over and sat next to me on the bed. He put his arm around me and hugged me, "You won't lose her, Niall."

"How do you know that?" I shakily asked him.

He shrugged, "I don't know. I can feel it, ya know?"

I forced a small smile. I felt my phone vibrate and dug it out of my pocket.

Ready in 10 minutes. I have your ticket, and I called a taxi.

"Come on, let's go watch some TV before you go," Zayn patted my back and took my suitcase out. I followed him out a little later, joining the boys who were watching "The Big Bang Theory."

Lily's POV

I turned over in my sleep and woke up. I slowly sat up, doing my best to ignore my headache. The door opened and my mom walked in with a cup of water and something in your hand.

"Hey Mom."

"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" she walked over and handed me my medication. I pouted before I took it out of her hand and put it in my mouth. I drank the water quickly after, not tasting the medicine. Thank goodness. I gave the cup back to my mom, who didn't look like she was feeling well.

"Are you okay?" She nodded, "Yeah, baby, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong." She faked a smile and sat on the edge of the bed. I didn't want to worry her anymore, so I sank in my bed throwing the sheets over my head.

"Niall called me by the way."

I immediately threw off the sheets and sat up. "Well, what did he say?"

"He's coming down."

I laid down on the bed and sighed, my hands hiding my face. Now what are the fans going to think of me? They're probably going to hate me! I reach for my phone and turned it on. I waited a few minutes, and unlocked it. So many notifications: Stacey, my cousins, and Niall. He texted me and called me so many times. I sighed and put my phone back on the table. I worry my parents, my other family, Niall, Stacey, everyone. Why am I being the one to worry so many people?